The wind was blowing in the suburb, and the morning light was faint. A group of people, dressed in mourning clothes, cried sadly and miserably walked forward. It was the Lin family. Lin Wen was wearing a long white robe and looked sad. Next to him was a man wearing Taoist robe. From time to time, he came close to the man and whispered in his ear. In a short time, he came to an empty space. The Taoist priest sang loudly, "Toppling the Coffin!"
When they put down the coffins, the lady of the Lin family had already rushed to the coffins and cried out of breath. Several relatives hurried forward and advised, "It's my condolences that people die and can't come back to life. Let Master Lin go well..."
Lin Wen pushed the car of Niu and Li Dasheng from the coffin back. Lin Wen went forward and p
